The Poet

what is the poet?

freesia alba, image © the author

An eye that sees the flower, sees the star,
Knows neither the beginning nor the end
But just the moment of things as they are--
The truths the moments only comprehend;

The vision that finds words to speak the dream--
Its end and its beginning--in a soul;
That brings to life the things that scarcely seem
Alive till…

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Lyric poet. Blogger. Grower. Maker. I love living things.💗POM-poet💗

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A. Christine Myers

A. Christine Myers

Lyric poet. Blogger. Grower. Maker. I love living things.💗POM-poet💗

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